The three of them looked up and saw two old men in gray robes walk into the auction hall and directly into a private room.
"People from the Hua family of West Yue are here too!" Before Zhang Ergou and the others could lower their heads, someone exclaimed again.
"Isn't that the Sima family from the North? They've actually come too?"
"The Murong family from Southern Xinjiang."
A burst of exclamations and whispers arose, and the cultivators sitting in the main hall showed envious expressions.
Watching people from cultivation families enter the private rooms of the auction hall.
It was clear that the private rooms were only open to those with substantial financial resources or high status.
Zhang Ergou quietly asked as he watched various influential families and sects continuously enter.
"Is no one from our sect here?"
"Of course, they are!" The chubby Xiong Bao said vaguely, throwing a spiritual fruit into his mouth.
"People from the Misty Sect have also arrived." Just as Zhang Ergou was about to search, he heard someone shout.
Looking towards the entrance, Zhang Ergou and Zi Lin saw a middle-aged man with a square face stride into the auction hall.
The square-faced middle-aged man had a tall and straight physique, walking with a powerful stride, revealing his decisive nature.
"I haven't seen him before, is he from our Misty Sect?"
Zhang Ergou turned to look at Zi Lin, and chose to ignore Xiong Bao, who had his mouth full of food.
"This person is the peak master of the Beast Taming Peak in the inner sect." Zi Lin thought for a moment, "His name seems to be Shi Wuhen."
"Pfft!" Zhang Ergou almost burst out laughing. "I already thought my name was peculiar enough, but I didn't expect this Peak Master Shi's name to be even more bizarre."
"Hush, speak softly, be careful he hears you. People from the Beast Taming Peak have extremely keen hearing."
Zi Lin quickly grabbed Zhang Ergou and reminded him.
"Moreover, as the peak master of the Beast Taming Peak, his hearing is even more superb."
As they spoke, Shi Wuhen, who had just entered, seemed to glance inadvertently towards where Zhang Ergou and the others were.
Scared, the three quickly lowered their voices.
"People from the Liuhai Sect have arrived." Shi Wuhen glanced casually and then turned to enter the private room.
Next, they saw a dignified and elegant middle-aged woman and a long-faced middle-aged man stride into the auction hall, followed by two young people.
These were none other than Ling Feng'er and Hua Ying, whom they had encountered in the black market yesterday.
After entering, the group went straight into their designated private room.
After the Misty Sect and Liuhai Sect members entered their private rooms, three more people entered from the entrance.
A middle-aged man with purple hair, a young man in white, and an old man in gray robes – weren't these the three who had chased Chi Ling in the demon beast forest that day?
Zhang Ergou never expected to encounter these three at the black market auction.
"People from the Northern Poison Sect!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed again.
The three sects of Yin Continent formed a triangular formation, but the disciples of the Poison Sect acted in a peculiar and overbearing manner, thus they were not considered orthodox by the Liuhai Sect and the Misty Sect.
"This is too lively, so many important figures have come."
"Even if we don't get any treasures today, this experience alone is enough to brag about when we get back."
At the front center of the auction hall, a high platform stood before the guest seats, and an old man walked up the steps.
Walking slowly to the center of the platform, this person was the famous auctioneer of Black Xuan Pavilion.
Known as Elder Yang.
"Since you are here, I believe everyone understands the rules of the auction hall, so I will not elaborate further."
Elder Yang bowed to the guests, "The auction is now officially open."
Following that, a well-built woman carried a sword onto the stage.
After walking around the high platform, the woman stood beside Elder Yang. The sword glowed with a rainbow light.
The sharp sword aura was extremely intimidating. As a gentle breeze blew, one could even hear a faint humming sound. It was clearly a fierce weapon that had seen much bloodshed.
"This sword is called the Rainbow Spirit Sword. The starting bid is twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones. The highest bidder wins."
Elder Yang seemed unwilling to provide any further explanation for the sword and spoke directly.
"Twenty-one thousand low-grade spirit stones, I'll take it." As soon as Elder Yang finished speaking, someone raised their paddle high.
"Twenty-three thousand!"
"Twenty-five thousand!"
"Thirty thousand!" In the blink of an eye, the price of this sword had soared to thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones.
Zhang Ergou was slightly taken aback. The price was climbing too fast.
Previously, Zhang Ergou thought he was rich, but now it seemed he had only just escaped poverty.
"Fifty thousand!" While Zhang Ergou was contemplating, the price of the Rainbow Spirit Sword directly jumped to fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones.
"Sixty thousand low-grade spirit stones."
"Seventy thousand."
"Eighty thousand low-grade spirit stones, I'll take it." The competition was still fierce, and the cultivators present were red-faced and sweating over the Rainbow Spirit Sword.
"One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones." Suddenly, a faint voice came from a private room.
The direction of the voice was precisely the private room where the Liuhai Sect was located.
With this voice, the cultivators in the guest seats sat down, ceasing their competition.
"Anyone else bidding? One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, first call."
On the high platform, Elder Yang picked up the auction hammer and scanned below, asking,
Seeing no one bidding, "One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, second call."
Scanning again, Elder Yang raised the auction hammer high, "One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, third call. Congratulations to the Liuhai Sect for obtaining the Rainbow Spirit Sword."
The attendant carried the rainbow-glowing sword off the stage, and a dedicated person would handle the subsequent transaction matters.
Next, a woman in a tight purple outfit held a tray, on which sat a small bronze furnace.
The small bronze furnace was carved with runes and emitted a faint glow. Although it was only the size of a fist, it looked incredibly mysterious.
"This bronze furnace is called the Tranquil Ning Furnace. It has the effect of calming the mind and nourishing the spirit. When cultivators are about to break through."
"They often experience restlessness and eagerness to break through. Placing this furnace nearby can not only alleviate tension but also prevent qi deviation due to impatience."
After explaining, Elder Yang scanned the crowd in the hall and slowly spoke. Su Dan Novel Network
"Tranquil Ning Furnace, starting bid thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones. Bidding begins, the highest bidder wins."
"I bid thirty-five thousand low-grade spirit stones," a burly man with a full beard shouted.
"Forty thousand low-grade spirit stones."
"Forty-two thousand."
"Forty-six thousand."
"Fifty thousand."
In a short while, the continuous bidding had pushed the price to fifty thousand, but people seemed to have no intention of stopping.
"It's just a small furnace for calming the mind, why are they fighting over it so fiercely?"
Zhang Ergou stared at the lively scene dumbfounded and muttered.
"Who can be as smooth as you when breaking through, like eating and drinking!" Zi Lin rolled her eyes at Zhang Ergou and then watched the crowd bid with keen interest.
"Eighty-two thousand low-grade spirit stones."
Soon, the price of the small bronze furnace had more than doubled.
"One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."
"I bid one hundred and ten thousand."
In a blink of an eye, the small bronze furnace named Tranquil Ning Furnace had a new price, and the number of bidders had significantly decreased.
Once it reached one hundred thousand, the bidders dropped sharply.
"One hundred and fifty thousand."
"I bid two hundred thousand," a young man in purple clothing said. At this point, no one else called out a new price.
"Two hundred thousand, first call." After a minute of silence, seeing no one continued to bid, Elder Yang raised the auction hammer.
"Two hundred thousand, second call."
"Two hundred thousand, third call."
*Slam!*
"Congratulations to this fellow daoist for obtaining the Tranquil Ning Furnace for two hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."
Next, a woman with an extremely alluring figure walked onto the high platform holding a plate, covered with a layer of gauze.